Kong Yingda knew that the later the news was released, the more unfavorable it would be to Guozijian, so that night there was news in Chang'an City that that Mojiazi calligraphy and two subjects of the four disciplines were all first. [with _ dream]ā

As for the first class of calligraphy, Liu Yinian is angry, but there is no way to do it. Kong Yingda has set the tone for this annual examination, only on the quality of the examination papers.

In terms of calligraphy alone, Merton's small letters written with a fountain pen can be said to be unbeatable, even he can't deny that he pinches his nose and draws a nail for Merton.

"Mo Jiazi, worthy of being Mo Jiazi! Two consecutive subjects and one first, at present, it is the first in the country. Many people were overjoyed when they heard this.

"What is this? The next one is arithmetic, Mo Jiazi is famous for arithmetic, I don't dare to guarantee the rest, but in arithmetic, Mo Jiazi will definitely be the first. A person in Chang'an City, who was very aware of the deeds of the Mo family, said proudly.

"So, wouldn't it be that the Mo family has already set three subjects and one first." Someone exclaimed.

Many people nodded definitely, arithmetic, the entire Tang Dynasty can surpass the Mo family, even Shen Hongcai, a doctor of Guozi supervision, is also counted, and the ancestors of the ancestral family are willing to bow down to the Mo family.

Sure enough, as expected.

The next day, just two quarters of an hour after the start of the arithmetic exam, the news came from Guozijian that the papers had been handed in ahead of schedule.

"Sure enough!" Everyone had a look on their faces.

Shen Hongcai looked at the exam paper in his hand, looked at all the correct answers on the exam paper, and couldn't help but sigh, he was also very helpless when he met a student who could shout that his disciple did not have to be inferior to his teacher, and it seemed that Mo Jiazi was indeed more powerful than him in arithmetic.

There is no doubt that Merton's annual examination is already a definite first-class.

In the Bingshe, many students couldn't help but feel sad when they saw Merton's empty position and looked at the confused exam papers in their hands.

"A perverted pool manager who drains water and releases it at the same time."

"Chickens and rabbits in the same cage!"

"A bad brother who deliberately slowed down and waited for his brother to catch up."

"Loan sharks who don't calculate interest rates."

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The candidates looked at the perverted question they had written, and they were immediately angry, and their original good impression of Merton's donation of heating was suddenly gone.

However, not long after Merton got up, Qin Huaiyu and the three of them got up at the same time and walked out of the classroom with a proud face.

A group of students from Bingshe were stunned for a moment, when did these three unknowingly reach the level of academic dominance.

After the arithmetic exam was over, everyone reluctantly handed over the test papers.

The results came out quickly, and as expected, Merton went to the next city and won the first place in the school year exam.

However, no one has any opinions on this Yijia, and no one says that Shen Hongcai releases water or other topics.

Because Merton's arithmetic level is obvious to all and unquestionable, even the latest prevalent Tianzhu numbers and various problem-solving methods in Guozijian come from Mo Jiazi, and it is simply impossible to use these questions to stump Merton.

"The Mo family has three subjects and one first!"

After the news spread, Chang'an City cheered.

"What's next?" Someone asked impatiently.

"Guozi Learning!" An insider replied.

"Guozixue? In my opinion, the Mo family's four branches and one class are in sight. A middle-aged scribe said with a happy face.

"What do you mean by that?" Everyone couldn't help but ask.

The middle-aged scribe smiled slightly: "Guozixue mainly teaches poetry classics. And Dr. Guozixue loves poetry the most in his life, you can imagine, when it comes to poetry, who has Mo Jiazi lost? ”

Everyone immediately exclaimed.

If Mo Jiazi can reach the first class of four subjects, this is an achievement that Guozijian has not achieved for many years, and I am afraid that he will definitely leave a strong mark on the Guozijian Prison.

All of a sudden, everyone in Chang'an City was expecting Mo Jiazi to create another miracle and win the top four subjects.

In the afternoon, the Guozi school year exam was held as scheduled.

Dr. Guozixue slowly walked into the Bingshe, and when he saw Merton sitting upright, a hint of incomprehensible brilliance flashed in his eyes.

He is indeed fond of poetry, and he also knows that Mo Jiazi's poetry is a must, so today he deliberately chose a special theme.

"At the end of the annual examination, some students are about to leave Guozijian, but you should not forget the teachings of the Guozijian, and today you will write a poem with the title of teacher's kindness."

"Shi'en!"

Everyone couldn't help but look up and look at Merton.

The topic of Doctor Guozixue can be described as extremely shrewd, and he directly asked the students of Guozijian to write poems with the title of teacher's grace, avoiding the old path of re-following the old path of four doctors.

It can also remind Mo Jiazi not to forget the teachings of Guozijian, if Mo Jiazi is maverick and openly denies the teachings of Guozijian, he will definitely be laughed at by thousands of people.

Everyone immediately pondered and meditated, the subject of Shi'en can be said to be extremely extensive, but it is difficult to write about drunken death.

"Shi'en!"

Morton hesitated, in fact, he did not have a bad feeling for Guozijian, the pre-Qin period Confucianism and Mo were full of contradictions, and it was not until the decline of the Mo family that the contradictions between Confucianism and Mo were covered up.

During his one-year study career in Guozijian, although Merton and Guozijian had many contradictions, it cannot be denied that Guozijian taught him carefully during this period.

Merton also cherished his study career during this period, which gave him a buffer period in Datang. Truly into this era.

Merton thought a lot, thinking of the teacher who taught him in his previous life, and thinking of Master Li in this life, as well as the shameless teacher, Shen Hongcai, who took the initiative to change, all left a deep impression on him.

Merton took a deep breath, and there were few poems of gratitude to his teacher in later generations, but there was one that was very apt: Zheng Banqiao's "Hsinchu".

"The new bamboo is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it all depends on the old stem for support. There will be a new student next year, and the ten-zhang dragon grandson will surround the phoenix pool. ”

Morton finished writing in one breath, nodded with satisfaction, and used Hsinchu as a metaphor for students and Lao Gan as a metaphor for the master, showing the master's support and help to the students to the fullest.

As soon as this psalm comes out, it must be very suitable for the topic.

Merton raised his head and wanted to hand in the paper, but when he looked up at Dr. Taixue, he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "If nothing else, this poem will definitely be able to pass the test, but if it is safe, it will be a little worse."

Merton took a deep breath and carefully recalled the poems about the teacher's grace in later generations, and suddenly his eyes lit up, in the later generations, there is also a poem, although it is not a description of the teacher's grace, but it will be widely used by later generations to express the teacher's grace.

"The vast and sorrowful day is slanting, and the whip points to the end of the world. Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. Merton put down the pen in his hand in satisfaction.

In his previous life, Gong Zizhen compared himself to falling red and conveyed his heart of serving the country, but at this moment, Morton moved him to the flowers and trees, and directly compared the teacher to the red, which is to fall into the soil and still nurture flowers, and express the teacher's grace to the fullest.

After Merton finished writing two poems, he suddenly remembered that he had just entered the National Prison, but he had entered the National Prison with two and a half poems. Now that I have two songs, why don't I have a beginning and an end.

In fact, there is a poem that has been hailed by later generations as the best poem known as the teacher's grace, but the motive is indeed that the poet wrote it to his admirer. If Morton writes it directly, it will inevitably destroy the artistic conception.

If it were to be written separately and in series with the first two songs, it would be a perfect fit.

"It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless, the flowers are left, the spring silkworms are dead, and the wax torch turns into ashes and tears begin to dry."

Since then, there has been one less hazy love poem in the world, and one more verse to praise the teacher's kindness, and in Merton's view, even if this seven-character poem is only half a que, it is better than the whole poem.